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Ludacris lyrics Welcome To Atlanta lyrics [Ludacris] Yeah Welcome to Atlanta, jackin hammers and vogues Back to the mackin and jackin the clothes, adolescent packin a fo' A knock on the do', who is it I would happen to know The one with the flow - who did it, it was me I suppose J-D in the Rolls and Luda's in the Cutt Supreme Skatin down Old Nat, gat tucked and lean I split ya splean, as a matter of fact I split ya team No blood on the sneaks, gotta keep it so my kicks is clean I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams I'm allergic to doc' prescribed antihistamines Oink oink, pig pig, do away with the pork Only silverware I needs a steak knife and a fork Did you forget your fuckin manners, I'm +Bruce+ with +Banners+ Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon The wooly mammoth sabretooth, bitch bite your tongue I won't stop until I'm rich as them whites'll come I pulled up in the black Lotus, your plaques are bogus So I stripped them off the wall Waitin for my cue to corner pocket eight balls, you rackin 'em up I'm big paper like pancakes, stackin 'em up In fact I'm slappin 'em up, Cadallac'n the truck I can't loose with twenty-two, bitch that's what's up Runnin in the back to fuck, better tha-than the aquaduct Chil-li-li-li-li-n.. fli-pi-pi-pi-pi-n, what [Jermaine Dupri] Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo [Chorus: J.D. followed by Ludacris] Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin And parties dont stop 'til eight in the mo'nin Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin And parties dont stop 'til eight in the mo'nin [Jermaine Dupri] Yo, uhh Now the party don't start 'til I walk in And I usually don't leave until the thang ends But in the meantime, in between time You work yo' thing, I'll work mine I been puttin it down here since eighty-three Since the Lake Show/MD rivalry When +Frozen Paradise+ was the place to be If you was ridin, you was bumpin to homie Shy-D I'm the M.B.P., Most Ballin-ist Player Make my own rules, bitch call me the mayor Monday night, +Gentlemen's Club+ Tuesday night, I'm up in the +Velvet Room+, gettin fucked up Wednesday, I'm at +Strokers+ on lean Thursday, +Jump Clean+, then I fall up in +Kream+ Friday, +Shark Bar+, +Kaya+ with Frank Ski Right on the flo' is where you can find me Saturday, is off the heezy fo' sheezy You can find me up in +One-Tweezy+ Sunday, is when I get my sleep in Cause on Monday we be at it again, holla! [Jermaine Dupri] Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo [Chorus] - repeat 2X Other Ludacris lyrics: U Got A Problem? lyrics Game Got Switched lyrics 1st & 10 lyrics What's Your Fantasy lyrics Hood Stuck lyrics Get Off Me lyrics Mouthing Off lyrics Stick 'Em Up lyrics Ho lyrics Catch Up lyrics Southern Hospitality lyrics What's Your Fantasy Remix lyrics Phat Rabbit lyrics Tickets Sold Out (Skit) lyrics Come On Over lyrics Coming 2 America lyrics Roll Out (My Business) lyrics Go 2 Sleep lyrics Area Codes lyrics Roll Out lyrics Stop Lyin' (Skit) lyrics Greatest Hit (Skit) lyrics However (Skit) lyrics Saturday (Oooh! Oooh!) lyrics Move Bitch lyrics Cold Outside lyrics Freaky Thangs lyrics Word Of Mouf (Freestyle) lyrics Keep It On The Hush lyrics Growing Pains lyrics She Said lyrics Cry Babies (Oh No) lyrics Get The Fuck Back lyrics Fatty Girl lyrics Block Lockdown lyrics My Business lyrics Midnight Train lyrics John Madden 2000 Theme lyrics Rock And A Hard Place lyrics It Wasn't Us lyrics |